Jameson Rodgers - My Kinda Livin’

Capo: 4th fret
INTRO:
NONE

CHORUS:
G C G
Take me down where the beer is cold
D Em C
The fish get fried and the fire flies glow
G C G
Roll me down an old outta town road
D Em C
Show me where the river runs

VERSE:
G
I need a break from the loud and the mad
Em C
And the fast interstates and a big town
G C
I’m just a down home sick tryna make a buck boy
C
Lookin’ for a little slow down

G
Need to trade a sky-scaper for a silo
Em C
Couple stop lights, only three or four five-oh
G
Need to hear a little ma’am after no
G
And pump before you pay at the Texaco

CHORUS:
G C G
Take me down where the beer is cold
D Em C
The fish get fried and the fire flies glow
G C G
Roll me down an old outta town road
D Em C
Show me where the river runs

G C G
Somewhere the dirt will stain your boot soles
D Em C
Red like the words I was raised up on
C C
Back porch at night singin’ with the crikets
C C G C G
That kinda life is my kinda livin’ yeah

D Em C G C G
Yeah, that kinda life is my kinda livin’
D Em C
Yeah, that kinda life is my kinda livin’

VERSE:
G
Yeah, I’ve been throwin’ windshield waves
Em C
At strangers in the other lane but they never wave back
G Em
It’s y’all and yonder rollin’ off my lips
C
I need a trip where people still say that
C
Less busy, more laid back

CHORUS:
G C G
Take me down where the beer is cold
D Em C
The fish get fried and the fire flies glow
G C G
Roll me down an old outta town road
D Em C
Show me where the river runs

G C G
Somewhere the dirt will stain your boot soles
D Em C
Red like the words I was raised up on
C
Mason jar lightin’, cast iron skillets
C G C
That kinda life is my kinda livin’

D Em C G C
Yeah, that kinda life is my kinda livin’
D Em C
Yeah, that kinda life is my kinda livin’

VERSE:
G
If I ain’t built a house on a hill out there
Em C
By the time I take my last breath
G
Put me in a pine box, say a little prayer
Em C
And fulfill my last request (take me)

CHORUS:
G C G
Take me down where the beer is cold
D Em C
The fish get fried and the fire flies glow
G C G
Roll me down an old outta town road
D Em C
Show me where the river runs

G C G
Somewhere the dirt will stain your boot soles
D Em
Red like the words I was raised up on
C C
Leave my headstone with one thing written
C C G C G
That kinda life is my kinda livin’ yeah

D Em C G C G
Yeah, that kinda life is my kinda livin’
D Em C G D Em C
Yeah, that kinda life is my kinda livin’ hmm hmm